The middle-aged monk looked through the many ghost soldiers at the ghost commander Mo Li on the opposite side, frowned deeply and said: "The other side has a ghost commander, as long as we use up all the talismans and let him come in, it will be considered a defeat."

You and I can't defeat him even if we work together!"

"How many talismans are there and how long can they last?" Xu Ziyan frowned slightly.

"A quarter of an hour!"

"Okay! Try to delay it for a while! Protect me!"

When Xu Ziyan finished speaking, she sank her entire soul into the purple smoke space. This was her unreserved trust in the other party. For some reason, Xu Ziyan felt in her heart that the other party was a person worthy of trust and respect. Is this a friend?

It has nothing to do with enemies. It is a feeling, a feeling of trust.

When the middle-aged monk saw Xu Ziyan standing in front of him, he seemed to be in the process of brewing a high-level magic. For Xu Ziyan believing in himself so much, he couldn't help feeling a sense of sympathy in his heart, and his eyes showed pride. A person who can be trusted by the enemy

People are definitely something to be proud of!

Tightening a piece of green bamboo in his hand, he said softly: "Okay, I will personally protect you. Any Rakshasa ghost cultivator who wants to harm you must first step on my body!"

Xu Ziyan's soul is standing in the purple smoke space at this time, stretching out a finger to pull out the extremely blurred afterimage, and the white life energy between heaven and earth rushes towards Xu Ziyan crazily.

Mysterious lines were formed in Xu Ziyan's hands, and then these lines quickly formed mysterious patterns. These mysterious patterns gradually formed a huge mysterious pattern. It was Xu Ziyan who was using the white energy of life.

Void symbol.

A quarter of an hour has passed, and all the talismans in Netherworld have been used up. These talismans are all specially made, and they are not the kind of talismans commonly used in the world of immortal cultivation, so even if the cultivators in Netherworld have talismans on their bodies, they cannot

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The middle-aged monk suddenly shouted: "The first squadron will form with me, for..."

Remembering that she still didn’t know Xu Ziyan’s name, she stretched out her hand and said, “Protect her! The second, third, and fourth squadrons each formed a formation and vowed to protect the Netherworld to the death.”

"Boom~~~"

The teams of both sides collided. In an instant, the sounds of fighting, wailing, explosions of spells, and the clash of weapons converged into one place. The scene was chaotic and tragic. Hundreds of thousands of people gathered at the junction of the Netherworld and the Ghost Realm.

The monks and Rakshasa were extremely cruel.

Mo Li and two high-level ghosts flew from the air and swooped down towards the middle-aged monk. The middle-aged monk led more than 10,000 people to set up a huge inverted seven-star formation. When he saw the ghost commander Mo Li

He rushed over and shouted: "Seven stars contend for glory!"

The array of tens of thousands of people suddenly condensed seven thick beams of light, extending in seven directions. Then they quickly rotated around the center of the array, sweeping towards the attacking ghost soldiers.

Countless ghost soldiers turned into powder under the sweep of the light beam. The ghost commander Mo Li and the two ghost generals each released a huge bone club, filled with black energy, and smashed towards the light beam.

"Boom~~Boom~~"

A series of explosions, mutual forces collided in one place, and the seven beams of light began to probe quickly under the joint force of Ghost Commander Mo Li and the two ghost generals. The violence caused by the mutual bombardment of the two forces made countless big people.

The human monks within the formation were shattered to pieces. However, those human monks quickly changed their positions. Although the inverted seven-star formation was shrinking, the formation remained strong. Although the seven beams of light were weakening rapidly, they were still there.

Residence swept.

The middle-aged monk in the center of the formation glanced at Xu Ziyan, who was still standing with his eyes closed. He bit his teeth, raised his hand and threw it, sacrificing the green bamboo in his hand into the air. The green bamboo suddenly released a green light, full of infinite vitality.

, inserted into the formation eye, the middle-aged monk turned his hand and pointed at the green bamboo in the formation eye. The true energy in his body was continuously transported into the green bamboo, and his face quickly turned pale.

Suddenly, the seven light pillars lit up again, and there was still a trace of green in the light pillars. The surrounding ghost soldiers died even faster. The ghost commander Mo Li's face was filled with black energy, and the black energy on his body suddenly changed.

Suddenly, the black energy that had been drawn away quickly poured into the bone rod in his hand. The bone rod instantly became more than ten feet in size, and it rumbled and smashed into the beams of light one after another.

The two ghost generals standing next to Ghost Commander Mo Li were just like Mo Li, but their power was not as powerful as Mo Li's, but they were also the strength of high-level ghost generals. They kept smashing towards the light pillar with rumbles.

"Boom~~"

A beam of light dissipated. The monks who formed the inverted seven-star formation were all ordinary monks. They were far from the cultivation of Ghost Commander Mo Li. The most important thing was that the monks in the seven formations did not have the five elements in Taixuanzong Square.

Wuming, Xu Tianlang and others who are the hosts of the formation are so perverted.

In the following time, the casualties of the human monks increased, and the light pillars were extinguished one after another. When the last light pillar broke, the middle-aged monk raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, his face full of despair, and looked back

He glanced at Xu Ziyan behind him.

There are now only more than 6,000 monks from the first squadron who have formed around them. Everyone looks at the middle-aged monks with confusion in their eyes. They don’t know why their captain wants to protect him to the death.

The woman in the middle was also full of anger towards Xu Ziyan. They didn't want to be beaten passively in order to protect Xu Ziyan. They wanted to rush out and fight the ghost cultivators to the death.

At this moment, Xu Ziyan opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw the situation in his field of vision and the condition of the middle-aged monk. He felt grateful in his heart and said softly: "Leave it to me!"

Although the voice of these words was soft, it was clearly transmitted to the ears of the middle-aged monk amid the deafening sound of fighting. The middle-aged monk seemed to firmly believe that the other party could solve the crisis at hand, and nodded.

: "Leave it to you!"

Xu Ziyan smiled faintly, turned to look at the ghost commander Mo Li who was flying over, and stretched out a slender jade finger to point towards him.

A very bright white light from Xu Ziyan's fingertips quickly amplified, and the void symbols that Xu Ziyan had carved in the purple smoke space were transmitted from her fingers, releasing a surging life force. An extremely mysterious pattern was covered in

Above the entire sky.

From that extremely mysterious pattern, densely packed white lotus flowers fell, full of holiness and life. They released white light, hovering in the air, spinning out a piece of white light, and the whole sky seemed to be falling.

There was a white rain of flowers, but there was no sound, but in this silence, the ghost soldiers melted. And the human monk's body was swept by the white light, but he felt that his spirit was

Vibration, the consumed cultivation is gradually recovering, and the injured wound is recovering rapidly.

"Ah~~~"

The entire Netherworld resounded with shrill screams. The ghost commander Mo Li and the ghost general fled frantically towards the ghost world, but before they could fly out a few places, the ghost general began to melt, amidst the shrill wails.

Dissolve between heaven and earth.

When Ghost Commander Mo Li heard the shrill wails of the two ghost generals behind him, his heart trembled, and he swung his arms and flew towards the ghost world even faster. However, after a few more bodies flew out, he discovered

Unhappily, I looked down and saw that my two arms had disappeared.

"Ah~~"

With a shrill scream, Ghost Commander Mo Li's head disappeared, followed by his upper body, but his two legs were still running in the air, but he did not run out for a few steps before they also dissipated in the air.

It took half a quarter of an hour for the mysterious pattern to be released before it exhausted its last trace of energy. The scene of white lotuses in the sky gradually disappeared. However, in this short half-quarter of an hour, the seven-star array was inverted.

The more than 20,000 ghost soldiers around them disappeared without a trace.

Xu Ziyan raised a palm high, and a huge palm appeared in the sky, shooting towards a group of ghost soldiers with two ghost generals.

The wind roared, the space shook, and there was a loud rumbling sound. A big handprint was printed on the netherworld. Two ghost generals and thousands of ghost soldiers were turned into powder by Xu Ziyan's palm. The two ghost generals on the other side led

The remaining ghost soldiers shouted and fled toward the ghost world as if lifeless.

At this time, all the Netherworld cultivators finally woke up from the shock, and each of them became energetic, roaring and chasing after the Rakshasa ghost cultivator.

Xu Ziyan did not chase him out, nor did the middle-aged monk chase him out. Only two of them were left on the entire Netherworld's defense line. The remaining monks chased out of the Netherworld and rushed into the ghost world.

The middle-aged monk turned his head and looked at Xu Ziyan with complicated eyes. After a long time, he exhaled and said: "My name is Liu Yu!"

"My name is Xu Ziyan!" Naturally, Xu Ziyan will no longer hide it at this time. Even for a hero like Liu Yu, Xu Ziyan will no longer hide it either.

"Xu Ziyan?"

Liu Yu exclaimed, followed by a bitter look on his face. Xu Ziyan's name is now famous in the vast continent, how could he not have heard of it. He is not unaware of his son's virtue. At this time, he understands

My son was kicked onto an iron plate, and it was an extremely large iron plate. Even if I stood in front of this iron plate, I could do nothing.

Li Li's spirit was lifted, and he looked at Xu Ziyan and said seriously: "Clan Leader Xu, you can kill me now, otherwise I will definitely seek revenge on you."

Xu Ziyan couldn't help but feel bitter on her face. She took a deep breath and said softly: "Fellow Daoist Liu, you should understand your son!"

Liu Yu looked a little embarrassed, turned his face slightly and said: "I understand! But..."

He turned his face again and said: "But, he is my son, and the revenge of his murder must be avenged!"
Chapter completed!